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superhappyyellowrainbowsmoo-blog · 3 years

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Cut the Ties

Hey people, I bringeth a fanfic for you, centred around@professionallydeadinside 's Muriel OC - as always, all credit goes to them for such an amazing concept. I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter One

It had been a long night of rustling and tossing.

Muriel had forgotten the last time she had a peaceful sleep, it had to be before Mother Miranda got hold of her. All Muriel remembered was darkness and pain, her body ached and the mere thought of that woman coming back sent Muriel into a cold sweat.

Their battle was a long and almost fatal. Muriel had passed out only to wake up in the house of Donna Beneviento whilst Miranda scuttled away to a place unknown, no one in the village cared.

Miranda was gone, her insane rule of the land was over, people were free and no long lived in fear, Muriel was hailed as a hero.

Yet, the girl felt far from it.

Her body beaten, broken, deformed. She hated to see herself in the mirror. She covered up the one taunting her in her room, she made sure not to pass any in the house. It come to a point that Donna covered up all of the mirrors in her home, knowing it made her girl uncomfortable.

Donna knew she needed to be careful, especially with a girl so young, Muriel went through something no child should ever go through, let alone an adult. She didn't like to see Muriel so upset and hating herself, she wanted to do more but Muriel had to meet her half way.

Muriel had to accept what happened, happened and that she's alive and safe.

Things take time and all Donna and the other Lords could do was be there for the little girl.

It was breakfast, Donna made a spread and toast and jam, they ate quietly.

Muriel sat up at the table yawning away and rubbing her eyes, she jerked as one of the pincers in her mouth caught her top lip. Muriel got angry and slammed a fist hard on the table.

'Muriel.' Donna frowned. 'Respect the furniture, please.

'I'm finished.' The girl huffed and slide out of hair chair. 'I am going out.'

'Where?'

'Out.'

Donna stared as Muriel vanished beyond the door, she sighed and reached for her phone.

Winter was here, snow was everywhere. Muriel kicked flowered smothered in the stuff. It dusted up the already foggy air. She carried on north, not sure where exactly to go, maybe she could find herself a spot to be alone, to think. She knew Donna would often send Angie to spy on her, she hated it but knew it not out of hate but because the woman cared yet, there was only so many times someone could say 'I love you' before it got annoying.

Of course Muriel loved Donna, she loved everyone but the battle with Mother Miranda traumatised her. She almost lost everything, she nearly lost Donna. It made her feel weak and ashamed.

Sometimes, Muriel did wonder if it'll be best if she just ran away. No one would have to worry about her and Muriel would only have to care for herself, she could do it. She had abilities no normal girl had.

She could climb up walls and find her way around with the click of the stems in her mouth.

Not to mention the extra legs spouting out of her sides, they make for excellent daggers. She could defend herself, she made that one clear if only just.

She stopped dead in the middle of the path, the world foggy around her, her head a mess and a prickle to her skin. Muriel felt faint, alone and lost but the thing was she knew she wouldn't. She felt like a burden, a weight on Donna's kind nature and a waste of time to the other lords.

A loud squawk of a crow pulled her back into reality. She looked up and in a tree, standing on a branch was the big bird, it looked right into her eyes. She stated back.

It was intense, both locked in a battle of stares.

'Ahhh!' Muriel screamed.

It flew away.

Muriel kept walking.

As she pressed on, she heard laughing, a familiar kind laugh of a man.

Coming into view was a carriage and sat in it was Duke. A cigar was wedged within his fingers.

'You know, to catch a bird, may I suggest a bow?' He grinned.

Muriel looked and carried on her way.

'What has you so down, my girl?' He asked.

'Nothing.' She spat.

'That's an awfully big 'nothing'.'

She stopped and turned to the man. 'Sleepy. Can't sleep.'

'Ah ha! Then perhaps I can help?' Duke gleamed.

'No money.'

'As if I'd charge the girl who saved the village! Besides you need is warm milk and a stay in the back of my carriage.'

Muriel stared at Duke, unsure.

'And cookies.'

Muriel perked up and dashed towards the man, she scuttled and climbed over the man's gigantic frame, rubbed his cheek with hers and settled in the back of his home on wheels.

Muriel woke up but not in the carriage, it was a land filled with black curved trees, she has been here before... this was where her battle with Mother Miranda ensued. Her heart began to beat, to the left she saw the lords tied up amongst the trees, she tried calling out to them but there was no voice.

A cackle from behind, Miranda was there, demented and ready to make a swing for the girl, she was grabbed around the throat and pinned to the ground.

Muriel wriggled, she tried to claw at Miranda but it was no use.

'We must cut the tie that bonds us! Come to me!' Mother Miranda yelled. 'Or suffer!'

Muriel tried to scream, she kicked, pinched, everything, She was helpless.

'Come to me!'

Muriel took in a deep breath and screamed...

'Muriel!' The Duke cried.

Muriel opened her eyes, she was curled up in the Dukes bed. She got to her legs and looked around. 'Where's Miranda!?'

'Miranda?'

'Where is she?!'

'Not here, she's not here, my child, I assure you.'

'Cut!'

'I beg your pardon?'

'Cut the ties that bond us!' Muriel cried, repeating her dream.

'Ties? What ever do you mean?'

Muriel stood there, panting and then fell, crying.

Duke looked over to the girl and mulled it over in his mind. 'Perhaps we should tell the Lords.'

#Muriel #Resident Evil 8 #Resident Evil Village #donna beneviento #alcine dimitrescu #karl heisenberg #moreau salvatore #fanfiction #chapter one

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otteryuri · 3 years

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the thing i don’t understand about re8 is that there aren’t eight residents, to my knowledge. isnt there just lady dimitrescu and her three daughters? that’s four. that’s HALF of eight. someone needs to learn how to count. at least they’re all evil.

#resident evil 8 #resident evil #lady dimitrescu #alcine dimitrescu #re8

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bakulova · 3 years

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HEYYYY GUYYYYSS

I’ve been gone for so long cause I have no ideas what to write. I suck at writing but I am falling in love with this game especially the Dimitrescu family and Karl Heisenberg sooooo expect RE:Village coming soon 😮‍💨 Feel free to add requests because I run out of idea a lot and I hope to be able to get a lot more interaction on my page.

#resident evil #resident evil village #alcine dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #karl heisenburg x reader #salvatore moreau #donna beneviento #mother miranda #ethan winters #mia winters #resident evil 8

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darling-i-read-it · 3 years

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Maidens

Alcina Dimitrescu x reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: death, threats

Author’s Note: ahhhhh I loved this so much!! What i wouldn’t give to live in the castle with these ladies omg. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

Requested: by anon, I'm a bit dumb ahahahahaha but I had a small idea about reader being a maiden of the castle but instead of ending up as all the others, Lady D fells for her and idk it sounds silly to me, if you don't like that idea I'm completely okay with the headcanons, idk I trust you completely 💖💖

Summary: the request

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

Mother Miranda shoved you into Castle Dimitrescu the second she saw you. She muttered something about how Alcina was getting rid of maids and food too quickly. You had come from outside the village and didn’t know much about the place you had ended up.

Truth be told you were just trying to get on for a nature walk and then you ended up in a village. That’s what you get for straying too far. You were exhausted, alone and without any kind of cell service. The woman, Mother Miranda, took a quick look at you and then pushed you into a huge castle.

That surprised you. You didn’t think there were people in castles anymore.

Confusion spread over you even further when you were handed clothes by the other maidens in the castle. You looked around eagerly, searching for an answer to where you were.

“Is there a phone here?” you asked quietly to the woman who was giving you clothes. She shook her head quickly.

“You’re not from the village are you?” she asked. She looked to be about your age but her hair was graying from the roots. Something was weighing her down, that was for sure.

“No I was walking and then....I drove too far up and couldn’t find a trail…”

“Well you better get used to it here. You’ll die here.” Her voice sounded so calm that you almost thought she was joking. But she didn’t laugh.

“Excuse me?”

“The mistress here will kill you and if she doesn’t, her daughters will.” You scoffed as she started to take off the strap of your shirt.

“Hey hey!”

“Just put these on,” she said, sighing. She sounded a little bit scared, but only a tad. You grabbed the clothes and nodded, turning around. You were in a small room that you had to guess was the servants quarters. How old was this place? You quickly got undressed and put on the clothes that she had given you. All black, knee length dress. Typical maids outfit. How did you get yourself into this?

“What are their names? What do they look like? What’s your name?”

“I’m Celeste. They took me from the village a couple of months ago. The tallest one, the lady of the house, is Alcina Dimitrescu. Her daughters are Bela, Cassandra, and Daniela. The girls are made of bugs…they..drink blood,” her voice was shivering now. You scoffed.

“Vampires? Made of blood? Come on now Celeste you can’t really believe in that?” She gestured to the door.

“You’ll see soon enough. Just do as they say. Even then you might get killed.”

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You just walked around the castle, waiting until one of the supposed vampires found you. Bela was the one who saw you first.

“Who are you?” If you hadn’t seen her come out of thin air from bugs, you wouldn’t have believed it. You stumbled back, gasping. She looked you up and down, circling you. “One of the new madeins?”

“Uh...yes. Yes. I’m Y/N.”

“Bela Dimitrescu. Have you met my mother?” You shook your head quickly, circling around and watching her watch you.

“No, I haven’t. You’re the first of the family I’ve seen.” She nodded, stopping in front of you and grabbing your arm.

“All of the maidens have to meet my mother before they die. And I’m terribly hungry.” You shivered and let her drag you up the main stairwell. You looked around at the beautiful architecture. It wouldn’t be too bad to live there. It was gorgeous and regal.

She took you down the hall and then up another stairwell. She knocked on the door of one of the many rooms. You waited wordlessly and nervously.

“Come in,” a voice said. Even the voice sounded regal. Bela opened the door and pushed you inside.

“A new maiden!”

Alcina turned around in her chair. Your eyes went wide. She was gorgeous. Her dark lips turned up to a smile and she held her hand out, gesturing for you to come forward. You gulped and took a couple steps to her, wondering if she could truly feel your heart beating in your chest.

“What’s your name?” she asked kindly.

“Y/N.”

“Not a local?” she hummed. You shook your head gently. She nodded, grabbing your arm and then tracing her fingers down your arm, examining you. “You’ll do nicely. Don’t kill her Bela.”

“But mother!”

“Not yet. Have Celeste show her the rounds, she will do Elizabeth's old route.” Bela groaned but nodded.

“Fine.”

“I will be seeing you Y/N. I’m Alcina Dimitrescu, by the way.” You wanted to say something like ‘I figured’ but you bit your tongue. Bela grabbed your arm and led you out

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You spent the next couple of days doing the things that Celeste told you to do and anything the daughters wanted as well. You cleaned, helped them dress when they were feeling lazy, got people in for them to feed on.

But you didn’t see Alcina.

You would go outside of her room and clean outside but you never were allowed to go in. Celeste would clean her bathroom and bedroom. Sometimes you would hear her speak and you would strain to listen.

Celeste walked up to you, out of breath and dripping with sweat.

“Go clean Lady Dimitrescu’s room,” she said. You were scrubbing the floor on the main hall but stopped when her words registered.

“What?”

“I...Daniella...just go.” She grabbed your arm and shoved you away. Then she ran back into one of the rooms. You took a deep breath and briskly walked up the stairs to Alcinas room. You stepped in front of it and took a deep breath, holding your things.

What if she screamed at you the second you went in? What if she killed you on sight?

Better yet, what if you got to see her?

You knocked on the door and then opened it a bit.

“Lady Dimitrescu, Celeste is indisposed and has sent me to clean your room,” you said before fully entering. Alcina was sitting at her vanity and turned to look at you. Clearly something was wrong. She slammed the phone down and nodded civilly.

“Go ahead Y/N.”

You walked in and started to make her bed. She was still breathing heavily from whatever phone conversation she had been having. You glanced over at her a couple of times then decided to risk speaking.

“Are you alright?” you asked, voice quiet. She turned to you and nodded stiffly.

“Mother Miranda asks a lot of us because she knows we can handle it,” she said proudly but there was a little bit of exhaustion in her voice.

“I don’t want to overstep, but I think maybe you deserve a break,” you said, putting her pillows down. She thought about it for a moment, staring at you. No one asked her how she was doing. Mother Miranda wanted to know how the girls were, how the experiments had gone.

“I’m perfectly fine thank you.” You nodded quickly.

“I mean, of course you are. I’m sorry.” You turned and started to wipe down the other things in her room .

Alcina watched as you worked.

“How did you end up in the village?” she asked. You were surprised she still wanted to talk to you. You thought you were dead.

“Well, I was trying to take a hike but I drove too far away and then went off the trails...somehow I ended up here,” you said honestly. She nodded a bit, formally like she had to be formal in front of you.

“I suppose you regret that now.”

“I wouldn’t say I regret it. Your home is beautiful. You and your daughters seem civil. It’s at least interesting.” She nodded a bit at your words.

“Thank you.” You smiled at her, holding your wash rag to your chest.

“Of course.” You quickly turned back and finished cleaning up the room. She let you move without any protest.

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You were eating some of the food provided by the family when Celeste approached you. This confused you because usually she was cleaning while you were eating and vice versa.

“Lady Dimitrescu wants you to clean her room from now on.” She sounded a little antsy as she spoke. You stopped chewing.

“Really? Why?”

“I have no idea.” You nodded and put your food down.

“Then I should probably go now right?” you asked. She nodded and you stood up, brushing off your clothes. “Well then I’ll be upstairs if you need me. Oh and Daniella is in a mood so watch out for her.”

Celeste nodded and you walked up to Alcinas room. She was standing up, walking out onto the balcony. You weren’t sure you had ever seen her standing. She was quite tall. You tried not to let on your surprise.

You started to get to work without speaking to her but she interrupted you.

“Have you seen the view?” You looked up.

“No. No I haven’t.” She gestured for you to come out to the balcony. You walked outside and stood beside her, looking down at the village below. You hadn’t gotten a chance to see it well when you were done there, you were whisked away so quickly.

“Wonderful view isn’t it?” she asked. You nodded.

“It is actually.” You leaned over the edge a tad, looking at how high up you were. “This castle is so big.”

“It was my familys. I got it...before the girls,” she told you.

“Well I’m happy to keep it clean.” She laughed a bit. It was a hearty laugh, matching her voice perfectly, you couldn’t help but notice.

“I don’t think anyone’s ever been happy to clean the castle before.”

“Proud to be the first then Lady Dimitrescu.” You laughed as well, leaning against the stone.

“Alcina, please.” You smiled and nodded. She watched you, a smile on her face as you laughed and felt a swell in her heart. Quickly she recognized the feeling. Admiration.

She cleared her throat.

“You should get to it,” she said, all business once more. You nodded and turned back to her room.

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Celeste died a couple of days later. New people came. New people died.

A couple of months in, you were starting to wonder why you were still alive. Everyone that came in as a maiden died except you and you couldn’t figure out for the life of you why. Not that you were complaining.

Cassandra approached you. You were pretty familiar with each of them, as they were with you. You were standing in the library, putting some books back. You had never seen any of the daughters read them, you thought.

“How come you’re still alive?” she asked, sitting down in one of the big chairs. You turned to her.

“I was just wondering the same thing.”

“Everyone else dies in a month, tops. Not you though. I keep asking mother and asking and asking and she keeps saying no,” Cassandra said.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Bela came into the room, materializing out of her bugs. “Mother has a crush on her.” Cassandra scoffs.

“Does mother even know what a crush is?”

“Oh sure. She has to, everyone does,” Daniela said, appearing as well. You were rarely in the room with all three of them.

“Do you like her?” Cassandra asked. All three of them turned to look at you. You were caught off guard.

“Uh I suppose so,” you muttered. Bela clapped her hands. “Sounds like a plan! Set her up with mother!” You shook your head.

“She’ll...she’ll crush me!” you whispered screamed. Cassandra rolled her eyes.

“You’ll live.”

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Bela shoved you into Alcinas room. She was walking out of the bathroom. She raised her eyebrow at the sight of you.

“You aren’t usually here at this time,” she observed.

“Your daughters are standing outside the door with their ears pressed against it hoping that you admit your love for me,” you whispered nervously. She raised both eyebrows. She felt a put in her stomach at you speaking of her love so nonchalantly and then she realized that you truly didn’t believe them.

“Do you believe I’m in love with you?” she asked, amusingly. You cleared your throat nervously.

“I don’t know. I suppose you like me at least. I’ve gone through like three rotations of maidens,” you said. “But I would never assume that you would like me. You’re a goddess.”

She smiled and sat down on her vanity chair. You were almost eye to eye. She gestured for you to come forward and you did. She grabbed your hand and held it. Alcina took a deep breath.

“I do like you, more than I care to admit,” she said evenly. You realized after a second that she was waiting for you to respond.

“I like you too! A lot! You’re gorgeous and funny and...I love your house,” you admitted. She laughed.

“So it’s settled? You’ll stay?”

“I had a chance to go?” you asked in awe. She shrugged.

“I would have let you, had you asked. Do you...want to go?” You didn’t even have to think about it.

“No. I would like to stay.” She smiled brightly and nodded.

“Perhaps you could be more than a maiden, if that pleases you.” You nodded.

“It would. Although I don’t know if anyone else will clean to my standards,” you admitted. Alcina smiled.

“I’ll have the girls get you new clothing. You can be in charge of the maidens.” You nodded happily.

“That would be wonderful Alcina. You’re wonderful.” You paused for a moment, took a deep breath and kissed her. She was caught off guard and started to retract her nails but stopped quickly. When you pulled away you had her lipstick print on your lips. She pursed her lips and then smiled.

“You look wonderful.”

Bela fell through the door. Alcina stood up quickly, claws out in surprise.

“I told you not to lean on the door handle!” Cassandra hissed.

“It was Daniela!” Bela screeched standing. You supreseseed your laughter.

“Girls while you're here, why don't you go get Y/N some regular clothing yes?” Alcina suggested. They turned and nodded, smiles on their faces.

“We would love to!”

“Then go girls and leave us alone.”

The girls skipped away and Alcina smiled softly at you.

#alcina dimitrescu x reader #alcine dimitrescu imagines #resident evil 8 imagines

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fortune-fool02 · 3 years

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I imagine that after the heated argument Alcin has with Heisenberg, he wants to reassure himself that he can pleasure his dear wife in the bed. So he takes her to their chamber to have some "alone time". Everything is alright until the fateful moment: the carnal union. And, problem: It doesn't want to enter. No changes of positions can solve the problem, it's closed. Alcin remember what Karl has told him and is super frustated and mad. Y/n tries her best to cheer him up though...

Awww, poor Alcin.

#lord dimitrescu #alcin dimitrescu

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zoradementio · 3 years

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Interesting thing I just realized about the Four Lords & Miranda

So, we know that Resident Evil: Village takes place somewhere in Romania. You can tell because the currency in game is Liu, which is the real-life name of Romania’s currency. But when thinking about the Four Lords and Miranda, something struck me as odd. Namely, none of them seem to actually be directly of Romanian decent, at least based off their names. Let’s start with easiest origins to hardest.

Donna Beneviento: Although the surname does not seem like an actual surname (or at lest is not common enough to have been listed on sites like Behind the Name), the origins for both are definitely Italian in origin. Donna, though being a name mostly used in English, comes from the Italian word for “lady”. While Beneviento could come from a few places. For one, it could be taken from a city in Italy called Benevento. Second, it could be a combination of the Italian word for good “bene” and the Spanish word for wind “viento”. And finally, the surname also sounds similar to “benvenuto” an Italian word meaning welcome. Another note is her mother’s name, Claudia. Although the name is used in many different countries, it is included as being both Romanian and Italian. Heck, the name is even pronounced the same between the two (KLOW-dya rather than the English KLAW-dee-ə). This could mean that Donna’s mother was either a village native or a foreigner like presumably her father. Angie is a very similar case. Though the name Angie itself is more of a specifically English name, it is a shortened form of Angela, a name that does again appear in both Italian and Romanian. But for the most part here, all roads lead to Rome(an Italy).

Karl Heisenberg: While the name Karl can come from a a good many places, based on his surname I’d say he’s German. “Heisen” likely comes from the German word “heißen”, meaning to call. Meanwhile, “berg”, meaning mountain, is a common word used in Germanic surnames. Though, to be fair, the reasonings behind the surname could also be aplied to Norwegian as well. But I doubt a surname would uses the word for “the elevator” in it. So yeah, I’d say it’s safe to say he’s German.

Miranda: Since she doesn’t have a surname to worry about, that means we’ve only got to worry about her on a first name basis. Miranda is a name that can be found in both English and Dutch. Now, I can’t be quite sure which side of that to pin her down as. Hell, even the name Eva doesn’t help much as it’s found all over the fucking place. My best guess would be that she leans more towards English decent, but either or could go.

Salvatore Moreau: Here is where we get into the trickier ones. Now, Salvatore, at least based on the spelling, is the Italian variation of Salvador. However, we never got a pronunciation of the name (at least to my knowledge) so it could be either “sal-va-TO-reh” or “sal-va-TOR”, which if it was the later would make the name more similar to a Late Roman version of the name, Salvator (note the lack of terminal e). Though, one other thing to note is that apparently during certain periods of the 1900′s, it was also a relatively popular French name. Thankfully, Moreau is the one surname of the four that actually shows up on Behind the Name. It’s listed as a French diminutive of the Late Roman name Maurus. Based on all that, I would guess that he’s probably French. Frog legs, yum.

Alcina Dimitrescu: Now this is where we truly enter Village of Shadows difficulty here. For one, Alcina is a name that originated in theater, specifically from an opera of the same name. Although the name is sometimes attributed as a feminine version of the Greek Alcinous. Her last name’s origin is not better. Her name comes from “Dimitr” the Slavic rendering of Demeter with the Romanian patronym, “escu”. On top of all that, in-game, the name is pronounced as if it were French. Her daughter’s names aren’t much help either. Bela, based on how it’s spelled, is either Georgian, Spanish, or Portuguese, Cassandra is English, French, and Greek, and Daniela is all over the place. So, my best guess is that Alcina is either Greek, Slavic, or is actually the only household that actually has any amount of Romanian decent.

“So what?” I hear you ask. “It’s an RE game, it’s not like any of this is actually important.” But there is another aspect I’d like to point out. And that is the names of the other villagers. All of them are Romanian names. Even Elena’s last name, Lupu, is a Romanian surname. So this does beg the question, just why and how did four families find their way to a middle of nowhere village in Romania and establish themselves as the fore-founders of it?

#resident evil #resident evil 8 #resident evil village #mother miranda #miranda re8 #alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #donna beneviento #beneviento #salvatore moreau #moreau re8 #karl heisenberg #heisenberg #slight resident evil village spoilers #theory #just a little something I noticed that I wanted to share #i would put an answer to my last question but i don't have the brain power rn #and do correct me if i got anything wrong here

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